Peter (rubberband45) wrote in screenplayery,
Peter
rubberband45
screenplayery

I originally wrote this an a story within a movie that i was writing.  But now I really like it seperatly.  I would very much appreciate feedback.  It's very short.

 

George, Owen, and Sean are all sitting around Jeremy's basement.
No one is talking very much.
  GEORGE
 It's a hell of a thing what's happening to Ryan,
 wouldn't you say?
  OWEN
 Yeah, It's terrible.
  SEAN
 I wish that I had known him better.
  GEORGE
 I wonder what he was thinking-
  OWEN
 I don't know.
  GEORGE
 It's a hell of a thing though.
  OWEN
 Yeah it is.
Jeremy walks into the room.
  JEREMY
 So, I suppose that none of you know why I invited you
 here?
  GEORGE
 Being your brother isn't enough of a reason?
  JEREMY
 Of course it is. But I have a better reason.
  OWEN
 Ok then.
  JEREMY
 As you know, a few days ago, our cousin, and Sean's
 brother was sentenced to the death penalty. He is
 currently on death row.
  GEORGE
 That's generally what happens when you're sentenced to
 death.
  JEREMY
 Anyway, it is my purpose and I hope it will soon become
 the purpose of you all, to get him out of this
 situation.
  OWEN
 Oh gosh.
  JEREMY
 We need to break him out of jail.
  GEORGE
 Ok, first off- that's impossible. Secondly, he's in
 jail for a reason.
  SEAN
 Why exactly is he in jail? I never heard the full
 story?
  JEREMY
 You don't know why you're own twin brother is being
 executed?
  SEAN
 I barely even know him. We didn't grow up in the same
 place. I only saw him a few times in my life. We're
 only brothers by having the same parents. And we we
 born together.
  GEORGE
 Well then. Let me tell you why your brother was
 sentenced to death. And you can tell me if it's right
 or wrong. Around a year ago, your brother decided that
 he needed to get a job. However, he had no experiences
 or references whatsoever, so this was difficult for
 him. So he took to shoplifting from a department store
 that had turned him down and returning the spoils. He
 considered this to be his 'job'. Eventually, after half
 a year of this, they got a higher security system that
 made this impossible. But your brother was never one to
 give up, so he began to rob the store. And since he had
 acquired a rather frill filled life style than he felt
 that he needed to keep up, he had to rob the store
 often. Once a week. Every friday. Not a bad job- one
 hour every seven days. Of course, due to this routine,
 they began to expect his visits so they began taking
 steps to apprehend him. At first they put up cameras-
 so he shot the cameras, then they started putting a cop
 in the store, so he shot the cop, then they started
 putting in more and more cops, so he'd come in with
 more and more guns, clean all of the cops out of the
 place and then rob it. So after a few weeks of this
 they realized that it wasn't working and set up an
 ambush. All of the police hid among the coats in the
 men's outerwear department and your brother walked in
 thinking that they must have forgotten about him for
 that day. Then the bullets started flying.
He pauses.
  GEORGE
 Kid, your brother's on death row for killing eleven
 cops, four cashiers, and eighteen hostages/civilians.
Another pause.
  GEORGE
 Just that day.
Another pause.
  GEORGE
 Do you think that they charged him right?
  SEAN
 Are they sure that it was him?
  GEORGE
 Positive. He forgot about the cameras.
  SEAN
 Oh.
  GEORGE
 So my question to you Jeremy, is why on earth, you
 would want to let a scumbag like that out onto the
 streets?
  JEREMY
 It's not for him?
  GEORGE
 Ooh, who's it for? Who's idea was this?
  JEREMY
 His grandmother. She raised him and she did the best
 that she could. he was practically her son. And she's
 old. To kill him...
pause
  JEREMY
 They're not punishing him. They're punishing him. He
 won't even know that he's dead. It'll just be over. But
 her, she'll always have to live with the loss of the
 most important person in the world to her. And she
 can't do that. That's not right. Now, if it was just
 life in jail that'd be different. She could still visit
 him. But she can't do this. We can't let them do this.
 Now, who's with me?
  GEORGE
 Jeremy, you're talking about letting about letting
 practically- a serial killer out of jail.
  JEREMY
 He's not that bad of a guy. He lent me money once.
  GEORGE
 I hope that you paid him back on time.
  OWEN
 How hard would this be? I'm not risking my ass over
 this.
  JEREMY
 It wouldn't really be that difficult. I have it all
 figured out. There'd be a little risk of course. But it
 wouldn't be too bad. You'd have probably a ninety
 percent chance of getting out with no problems.
  OWEN
 Alright then. I'm in.
  JEREMY
 Great. Sean you in?
  SEAN
 Really though, i don't know. I barely even know who i'd
 be saving. I've barely seen him at all. And yet I wish
 that I could have gotten to know him better. I almost
 feel guilty about it. Like I owe him something. You
 know what- count me in!
  JEREMY
 Alright! Now george, what's it going to take?
  GEORGE
 You're all ridiculous. He's killed over thirty people.
 That is insane.
  JEREMY
 He's our cousin.
  GEORGE
 So? i don't care. A cousin of mine wouldn't go on a
 kill-crazy rampage like that.
  JEREMY
 Don't do it for him. Do it for grandma. Do you have any
 idea how she's going to feel?
  GEORGE
 Don't start that guilt trip crap with me.
  JEREMY
 She'll become depressed, possibly suicidal.
  GEORGE
 Shut up.
  JEREMY
 Do you want that on your conscience?
  GEORGE
 No.
  JEREMY
 So, you in?
  GEORGE
 Yes. I guess that I'm in.
  JEREMY
 Excellent. So here's the plan...

IN PRISON
Ryan is sitting at a table in an orange jumpsuits. In the room
there are eight tables like the one that he's at. It's a visiting
center. There are around five guards in the room. Sean walks in
wearing a trenchcoat. He sits down across the table from Ryan.
  SEAN
 Hey.
  RYAN
 Hey. You look like me! Who are you?
  SEAN
 I'm your twin brother. You don't remember me?
  RYAN
 Shit man. I remember that you exist, I just don't
 remember you.
  SEAN
 Well, I'm sorry.
  RYAN
 So you're coming back to pay your respects to a man
 who's about to die. Can't make it to the funeral?
  SEAN
 Well, it would be inconvenient for me. I've had plans
 for about a month to move out of the country in a few
 days. But that's not why I'm here.
  RYAN
 Oh. Why are you here then?
  SEAN
 I'm getting you out of here.
  RYAN
 Really. And how are you going to do this?
  SEAN
 Well, it's actually very clever. Your cousin Jeremy
 came up with it. You see, under this trench coat I'm
 wearing a prison uniform exactly identical to the one
 that you're wearing. So, on the count of three, in a
 split second, I'll take off the coat, leave it on the
 chair, we'll switch places, and you'll put on the coat.
 Then we'll say that the meeting's over and you'll get
 up and leave. They'll take me back to your cell. Then
 in an hour or so, I'll tell them what we did, for proof
 you have a tattoo on your arm that I don't, and they'll
 have to let me go. You'll be free. Isn't that
 excellent?!
  RYAN
 I suppose that it's worth a shot.
  SEAN
 Alright then. Let's go. One, two and THREE!
On three the two do exactly what Ryan said. In one second they've
changed places and are unable to be told apart.
  SEAN
 Hey guard. My brother was just leaving.
  RYAN
 Stop acting like such a fruit, they'll know that you're
 not me.
  SEAN
 Sorry.
A guard escorts Sean to Ryan's cell. Another one escorts Ryan
out. Ryan leaves the prison and starts to walk through the
parking lot. Jeremy yells to him from George's car.
  JEREMY
 Hey, Ryan over here!
Ryan goes over to the car and gets in. Jeremy is driving, Owen is
in the passenger's seat and George and Ryan are in the back.
Jeremy starts to drive away.
  RYAN
 Wait. Stop the car!
  JEREMY
 What is it Ryan?
  RYAN
 I want shotgun.
  OWEN
 Well, me too and I was here first.
  RYAN
 Well fuck you. I've been in jail.
  JEREMY
 Owen, just let him have the seat.
  OWEN
 Ah, screw you guys.
Owen gets out of the seat and gets in the back. Ryan crawls into
the passenger's seat. Jeremy starts the car and they drive away.
  JEREMY
 So, what was it like in there?
  RYAN
 It was tons of fun.
  JEREMY
 Oh, I see that you're still feeling pretty sarcastic.
 It's probably because of that prison food. Well, we'll
 get you over to grandma's in no time and she'll get you
 a hot meal.
Ryan rolls his eyes.
  RYAN
 Whoop dee doo.
They drive into the suburbs.
  RYAN
 Stop the car.
Jeremy stops.
  JEREMY
 What's wrong?
  RYAN
 I just have to pick something up from this house real
 quick. I'll only be gone for a second. Pop the trunk.
  JEREMY
 Sure.
Jeremy pops the trunk. Ryan gets out of the car and walks up to
the house. He walks right in the door without knocking.
He walks out carrying a screaming five year old. He puts the kid
in the trunk, slams it down, and gets back into the car.
  RYAN
 Alright drive! Go!
  JEREMY
 What? What was that?
  GEORGE
 What the hell is going on here?
  RYAN
 Just go, I'll explain it later.
  JEREMY
 Well, okay.
Jeremy starts the car and they drive away.
  GEORGE
 Okay, now what's going on? What the fuck do you think
 that you're doing?
  RYAN
 Hey, Jeremy, want to tell your brother to shut his
 mouth before he gets hurt.
  JEREMY
 George, calm down. Now Ryan, what's going on?
  RYAN
 At my trial I swore to the Judge that if I was
 convicted and I ever got out- that I'd get revenge on
 him. And now, what kind of person would I be if I
 didn't keep my promises?
  OWEN
 That was your Judge's house?
  RYAN
 Yep. And that's his brat in the back seat. I've got it
 all planned out. In a few days the honorable judge
 Miller will get a very big package shipped to his
 house. Unfortunately the contents will be somewhat
 damaged, and not due to shipping. Oh, the look on his
 face when he sees his child's guts spill out-
  GEORGE
 Ok, stop the car!
  JEREMY
 Well, geez, that might be a little rash.
  GEORGE
 We are returning this man to the jail. He is insane.
  OWEN
 We're being followed by the police!
  RYAN
 That wimp-ass brother of mine probably caved and told
 them everything.
  GEORGE
 Oh, great, we can do the exchange right here.
  RYAN
 Hurry up!
  JEREMY
 They're in front of us too.
Jeremy stops the car. They're on the middle of a bridge. Police
are approaching from both sides.
  RYAN
 Jeremy, give me the wheel I'm going to move this car.
  JEREMY
 See, that, i don't know, doesn't really sound like a
 good idea.
Ryan lunges at him.
  RYAN
 Give me the wheel.
George throws Ryan out of the car and runs up to him. Ryan puts
george in a headlock, punches him, an throws him off of the
bridge.
  JEREMY
 Oh my god.
Owen gets out of the car.
  OWEN
 You're going to pay for that!
The police close in on them. Ryan grabs Owen, jumps onto the
railing, and dangles him off of the bridge. He yells to the
police.
  RYAN
 If any one of you fucking pigs even moves, I swear I
 will throw him off of this bridge!
The police slowly begin to move.
  RYAN
 What? What? You don't think that I will? Okay then.
Ryan throws Owen off of the bridge and grabs the kid out of the
trunk. The kid is quickly in owen's former position.
  RYAN
 Yeah, that's right. he just died because of you? Do you
 want that to happen to him? Last time it took you
 fuckers two SWAT teams to bring me down! You haven't
 got half that number today! So, just back the fuck off.
 I'm Ryan Carter and no one fucking messes with me!! No
 one!
Jeremy, staying close to the ground, crawls out of the car and
moves to where Ryan is standing. Jeremy slowly gets into a
crouching position right underneath Ryan. A policeman puts a hand
on his gun.
  RYAN
 Okay then.
Ryan turns and throws the kid off of the bridge. Jeremy jumps
onto Ryan and the two of them fall off of the bridge and onto the
sharp rocks under it.

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